“Oh Foggy Morning”

The fog was so heavy that it muted even the sound of the children on the bus. There were questions about the fog, the usual where, when and why and even these were given in hushed tones. One small girl asked if I thought we would make it to school. As I drove down the road it was almost silent on the bus as the students strained to pierce the fog and see what was ahead. As things grew even quieter I threw up a hand and yelled, “Ahhhhhhhhh”. Payback is a wonderful thing. There was a lack of breathing for a few seconds.

“Multiple Personalities”

With Mr. Mucus you never know what you’re going to get. As he boarded the bus he showed a new side of himself. He had a cap on that he had turned around backwards. I asked why, he said he was a cool teenager. He was immediately tested by another student who asked him what was five times five, I’m assuming all cool teenagers know that answer. He ignored the question and started singing, “Chickie chickie wow wow, chickie chickie boom boom, chickie chickie wow wow, chickie chickie boom boom” over and over. Well I had to ask, “What’s with the singing?” He replied, “Everybody needs to learn that song so I’m helping them learn it”. He finally stopped when the kid setting next to him punched him. I’m going to have to slip that kid a quarter.

“Fashion Minded”

Only out of the mouth of a female, “Mr. Brandon that girl and that boy are always fussing and fighting with each other but I do like her coat and boots, they look good”. Always look for the silver lining. On a side note she did tell me she had some good news and some bad news for me. She said, “I think you could use the good news”. “Good news is I love you, the bad news is I’m mad because I forgot my water bottle.” Give someone some good news today.

“Gifts”

We have all received a gift that we realized was just for show or because the giver felt like they had to or we try to justify the gift by saying, “It’s the thought that counts”. Well not when we can tell there was not much thought put into it. With that being said I was pleased and honored with the gifts that two small boys dumped into my hand when they boarded the bus. It showed thought and effort. The question is, what do you do with a hand full of rollie pollies?